The Mother: What's wrong? Are you okay? Cindy: We broke up. The Mother: Oh well, I never liked him, and I never thought he deserved you, and I am sorry, I didn't know you were dating someone. Who was this? Cindy: He was the architecture professor. The one who taught Econ 305 by accident. The Mother: Oh. That guy? Why did you break up? Cindy: He's got a thing for you. The Mother: What? Yeah, what? He's what? How um, how could he have a thing for me? He's never even met me. Cindy: He didn't have to. Everything he saw of yours, he went crazy for. The Mother: You should've brought him to my room. Okay? He would've run screaming once he saw my calligraphy set, my coin collection, my chain-mail corset from the Renaissance Faire. No, that's pretty cool.

The Mother: Come live with me. My roommate just moved out. Cindy: Are you sure? You just met me. I could be a serial killer. The Mother: I like to believe in people. Plus, what are the chances that we're both serial killers?

Cindy: [Ted just got a pretty girl away from being invited to a drinking party by three frat guys] I swear, every week, I get invited by some frat guy to a kegger, and I say, "I'm a PhD candidate, and I'm writing a dissertation titled Foreign Direct Investment and Inter-generational Linkages in Consumption Behavior." Ted Mosby: And what does frat guy say to that? Cindy: [Drawls] 'That's hot.' Ted Mosby: [laughs] ... Actually, that is kinda hot. Cindy: Ted, I have a confession - I recognize you. Do you remember your first class last semester? Econ 305. Narrator: Kids, you remember the wrong classroom story. I thought it was Architecture 101, but it was Econ 305. Of course, I didn't know that your mother was in that class... and she thought I was a complete idiot. Cindy: I thought you were a complete idiot - but a very cute idiot. Ted Mosby: So um, do you ever date cute idiots? Cindy: Almost exclusively.

Barney: Ted's probably broken this thing himself, right? If he's broken the Bro Code, then I'm off the hook! Marshall Eriksen: I thought about that, and I gotta say Ted has uphold this thing time and time again. For example, article 87. "A bro shall at all times say yes." [flashback] Cindy: So he saved you from an avalanche? Ted: Yes. Cindy: And he carried you almost six miles to safety on his broken leg? Ted: Yes. Cindy: And you're a pre-op transsexual nightclub singer who used to be a member of the Russian mob? [Ted looks at Barney with fury on his face before turning to the woman again] Ted: Da. [takes a huge zip of his beer]

Narrator: [Talking about Robin] I made a pretty strong case that night, but in the end, she didn't want a DJ, she wanted a band. And guess what happened? [Cut to four months later] Ted Mosby: ...That's right, the band cancelled at the last minute, just like I said they would. The wedding is in a week and no bands. When will people realize I always know what's what? Cindy: He says to the lesbian he dated for a month. Ted Mosby: That's a fair point. Anyways, you guys wouldn't happen to know of any good wedding bands available at the last minute, would you? Casey: Ted, do you believe in destiny? Ted Mosby: You really don't know me, do you? Cindy: We just had brunch with my ex-roommate. Ted Mosby: The bass player? Cindy: No, she's not just a bass player, she's a bass player in the best wedding band in the Tri-state area. They had a gig lined up for this weekend, but it just fell through this morning. Casey: You, my friend, are gonna save that wedding. Ted Mosby: Do you know any DJs? Cindy: Dude! Come on! Casey: Let it go bro, just let it go. Ted Mosby: All right, all right, all right. Well, I guess it's a lucky thing I ran into you guys. Narrator: And kids, "lucky" doesn't even begin to describe it, because if Robin and Barney had taken my stupid advice and hired a DJ, I never would have met your mother.